01x28 - Marv Attacks/A Wolf in Cheap Clothing

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

Ah!

Good morning, planet Earth.

Oh, how I love your
lush, green forest,
[sniffing]

your crisp mountain air,

your freshly
smoking craters,

charred, broken trees,

and strange alien cityscape
that appeared overnight?

Hmm. Something
ain't right here.

[grunts]

Hey, what the...

"Obey"?

Who does that silly character
think he is?

[gasping]

I can't breathe in here.

Help!

[screaming]

[Marvin] There we are.

-[choking]
-Hmm.

This must be
the last of the earthlings.

[gasps]

What's up, Doc?

Earth has been conquered
by Mars,

which means I rule
this planet now,

and all surviving earthlings
are now my lifelong servants.

That includes you.

Me? Lifelong servant?

Ah. Now, wait
just a minute, Doc.

You will perform
my every bidding
or be destroyed.

Now, now, now,
you mean to tell me
you're going to make me

put up more of
all this Martian signage?

Yes, if I so see fit.

You're going to have
me run all your
Martian errands?

That's right.

Ooh, you're gonna
make me clean that
filthy ray g*n of yours?

Yes, and I'll have
you do so right now.

Okay. Okay.
I got this.

A quick polish
ought to do the trick.

My heavens.
When's the last time
you cleaned this thing?

-[Marvin yells]
-Geez.

There must be ten layers
of space dust caked on.

Okay, I think you got it.

Hmm. You think so?

But, no, there's
still some crud
on the liquefy switch.

Wait! Don't touch that!

There we go.
Good as new.

[groans]

Earthling, I command you
to drop that weapon.

Eh. Whatever
you say, boss.

Whoops!

I'll show you.

Now, hang on, Doc.
It was an accident.

I can make it up to you.

I happen to be
an excellent chef.

Perhaps I can prepare
a nice meal for you.

Well, all right.

But only because
it's almost lunchtime
and I'm famished.

So, what'll it be, Doc?

I'll have one dozen assorted
nutrient capsules, please.

Twelve nute caps
coming right up!

Oh, goody, goody!

Lunch is served.

Stop right there.

Yes?

No sodium carbonate?

Oh, right.
How forgetful of me.
Enjoy.

Wait a nanosecond.

These aren't
nutrient capsules.

These are Illudium Q-36
expl*sive Space Modulator...

[Marvin groans]

Uh-oh. Ready for
dessert already?

Eh, what do you think
of the creamy, nutrient
capsule-filled center?

Earth creature.

You're going to get it now.

Why? I was
just taking food
from the pantry.

Oh!

Can't you read Martian?

That's the expl*sive
storage unit.

The nutrient capsules
are in here.

See?

Ain't I a stinker?

Uh-oh.

Say. This thing's
got pep.

Uh-oh. I better
lose this guy.

Nice try, earthling.

Target acquired.

Uh-oh.

[laughs]

I've got you.

I've got you.

On the contrary,
I've got you.

[Marvin coughing]

Whoa! Whoa!

Well, that's that.

Oh, it's time to break out
the heavy a*tillery.

Hey, looks like
Junior's got a new toy.

[Marvin] Any last
words, earthling?

What? Speak up, Doc.
I can't hear you.

I said,
"Any last words, earthling?"

Come again?

I said... [groans]

Hang on.

I said, "Any last words?"

Hello? Earthling?

Over here, Doc.

Oh, dear.

I surrender.

Oh, goody.
That's a relief.

Well, I suppose
I should be going now.

Not so fast,
young man.

You're not going anywhere

until you clean up
this mess you made.

Here. Now start sweeping.

Yes, sir.

Come on. Let's see
some hustle.

Next time,
I'm invading Jupiter.

[theme music playing]

[rooster crowing]

Would you believe it?
A three-day weekend,

and both kids
get the flu.

Gee, that's rough, Sam.

Hopefully, you'll get
a break next weekend.

Tell me about it.

[sniffing]

[slurps]

[snickers]

Ah.

[snickers]

[snickers]

Hmm?

[straining]

[man] Hey, buddy.
Looks like that wool
is getting a little long.

I think it's about time
for a good shearing.

[gasps, groans]

[razor whirring]

Whoa, not so
fast there, buster.

All done.

Now, off you go,
bucko.

[whistling]

Stop!

For crying
out loud, man.

It's knees bent,
arms straight

and follow through
on your swing.

Now try again.

[grumbling]

[snickers]

[chuckles maliciously]

[whistle blaring]

See you tomorrow, Ralph.

See you tomorrow, Sam.

[theme music playing]